Rolf’s POV.
Melissa entered my study reluctantly, rolling her eyes. I leaned back in my chair, motioning for her to sit. She took her time, and when she finally sat down, it was with an attitude that spoke volumes.
“Melissa.” I began, my tone calm but firm. “Things are going well with Diana.”
Her lips pressed into a thin line, and she crossed her arms.
“Oh, really? How so?”
I smirked, leaning forward.
“She’s extended her stay. Voluntarily, might I add. That means I’m getting through to her. She’s starting to trust me, even if she doesn’t realize it yet.”
Melissa scoffed, her irritation clear.
“Trust you? Rolf, Diana isn’t stupid. She’s probably playing a game, and you’re too arrogant to see it.”
I narrowed my eyes at her, my patience thinning.
“You think I don’t kno
